A and E Ii
(CASUALTY EXTENDED MIX)
Surrealistic walls were my
horizon
an oppressive ceiling my
opaque sky.
An angel came to comfort
me
she even affords me a candid
smile.
Within deep brown eyes
a sparkle
content my hand in her’s
to lie!
Her devotion with the
needle
took away the bloom from
my face.
Southern comfort in
“Middlemore”
The true meaning of
life’s race!
Many years I guess
I’ve wondered
if a moment like this
to transpire.
A dress rehearsal for
abolition
heavenly ticket to
hire?
My worldly domain surrounds
me
illusions of hopefully
“What is right.”
It took only an
instant
to convince me that
night!
Living is just a
predicament
in which one just plays
a role.
Yet here in
casualty
a halfway house to
console.
Ethical, malign ne’er
questioned
No! Discrimination
here.
Just an awesome labyrinth of
diffusion
within an earthly
pier!
© Harry J Horsman 1998
A True story
Middlemore Hospital South Auckland New Zealand
I walked into there off the street with an heart attack.
I was a lucky one i guess?
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2012
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